Tag: my fat year

Well, by the end of the week, I’d done a load of Pomodoros and got a lot of work done. Very productive indeed. I did start to wilt around mid-afternoon…

I’m getting used to the electronic diary, but it’s taking time. I keep wanting to look at something in my physical diary and then remembering that it’s on my phone…

The news that yet another short story magazine has closed its doors to all but a privileged few has knocked me sideways somewhat this past week. It’s not a market…